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Reclaiming Imogen: 200208
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From Friday, June 15, 2001. Because I don't feel much like writing the kinds of things that go here today and this says enough of it. I’ve missed my chance. And your words stick in my ear. The lots of sleep mentioned in previous post. Yeah still need it. Can someone remove my contacts for me? All alcoholic beverages in the house drunk after that. But i so wanted to make a post about my conversation with julesie from earlier. About the difference between truth and the things we believe. And lots o' it.
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sleepless with the muse: nothings #15
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Sleepless with the muse. September 28, 2007. In the yellow room, strewn with unpaired shoes and miscellaneous laundry,. 2 am tips fingers close to pen and purrs. They say it all much better. In the light of yours. Hanging out/sheets to the wind. Heap of mad (Kerouac style). Ice maid chilling . Madwoman chisel blues (whimsy). Mind full of evening. Not as "I do". Here to there . Caroline smailes' new site. Improv everywhere - causing scenes. Little people - tiny street art. Stumbling along the path.
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sleepless with the muse: cleaner gal in a tizz ...
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Sleepless with the muse. October 10, 2007. Cleaner gal in a tizz . It’s unnerving to be standing in a building society with the alarm going off. Alone. In the dark. I don’t know where the light switches are. Or the Very Important Thingy that stops the alarm. Wondering when the swat team will arrive. Will they shoot first or let me explain? The alarm shifts a gear and is revving up. Mine too. You can do it, Shell, just move across the room, it must be somewhere …. It's going to get VERY loud isn't it?
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sleepless with the muse: February 2007
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Sleepless with the muse. February 28, 2007. Links to this post. February 24, 2007. Seemed like the best way to get rid of negative idiocy. I'll reconstruct the kitchen tomorrow. Links to this post. Excrutiating. Uncomfortable. This nakedness. These corridors. Psycho-eyed and leering, the plonker who accompanies me tonight is saying, “hmm, you could do to lose a few pounds … you can't go in there, not like that. They'll laugh. All of them. You think they care? Links to this post. February 22, 2007. Bared ...
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sleepless with the muse: November 2006
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Sleepless with the muse. November 28, 2006. Beyond pale, cold blue fingers tunnel snow,. Craving still-life sign. Rigid soil bites back,. Unforgiving. Claws grip silent frost. Birds skate circles on chill sky. Exhausted. Repetition passes time - reflects on lake,. Ice-smooth stuck on zero. She, frozen to thin hope, shivers. He, snow-blind, covers winter eyes. Links to this post. November 24, 2006. Raucous autumn skirts round carnal flirt;. Rain tiered breeze stirs interest wild,. Links to this post.
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sleepless with the muse: October 2007
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Sleepless with the muse. October 11, 2007. Links to this post. October 10, 2007. Cleaner gal in a tizz . It’s unnerving to be standing in a building society with the alarm going off. Alone. In the dark. I don’t know where the light switches are. Or the Very Important Thingy that stops the alarm. Wondering when the swat team will arrive. Will they shoot first or let me explain? The alarm shifts a gear and is revving up. Mine too. You can do it, Shell, just move across the room, it must be somewhere ….
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sleepless with the muse: June 2007
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Sleepless with the muse. June 28, 2007. That the last two poems here were inspired by Jude's journey in Caroline's. In Search of Adam. Please don't be upset if you read them, Caroline . *gulp* . We're human. Allegedly. Deliberate and inadvertent cruelty comes with the deal in confusing abundance *sigh* . And although it sounds weird, given how dark these poems are, thank you Caroline - you and Jude gave me these poems to give back to whoever wants them *smiles*. Links to this post. June 25, 2007. Door sl...
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sleepless with the muse: still ...
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Sleepless with the muse. September 06, 2007. Lots of this . Hardly any of this . And absolutely none of this . Just in case you were wondering . Hanging out/sheets to the wind. Heap of mad (Kerouac style). Ice maid chilling . Madwoman chisel blues (whimsy). Mind full of evening. Not as "I do". Here to there . Caroline smailes' new site. Improv everywhere - causing scenes. Little people - tiny street art. Stumbling along the path.
